Who Cares

not like anyone reads these

July 25th, 2008

what matters, nothing nothing at all- thats for sure and i know that i do not matter and maybe i should just end it all – at least thats how i feel at times cuz no one seems to care if im even here nor do they offer to listen to me- so  i will just continue to cut- at least i can take the pain away

No one really cares

July 24th, 2008

i wrote something but i ******up and well who cares what i write no one listens or cares or even reads what i write- because i am a ****up. hate me

Does it matter

July 23rd, 2008

No it doesn’t. Why would it matter, no one cares. and nothing is helping and im tired of all of those -oh give it time it will get better crap- i hate that and i hate me and im a mess and im crying and just leave me alone oh wait i have no one so no can leave me alone.

Unsure of things

July 18th, 2008

The doctors, the nurses, the needles, the blood, the cuts- I hate them all. I am uncomfortable…..why me, someone please tell me why me!


July 18th, 2008

The pain I feel never goes away and no one can really understand, people say they do but until you live my life you will never understand how I really feel. I live under a rock, no sun shining only gloominess, only darkness and it is cold and wet with tears. The rock has been my shelter from the outside world, since I was young. I never come out of it, life under the rock is painful at times and lonely. The pain hurts to deep to even explain, but it is like a piercing pain a pain that never goes away.